"Cola?"

"Not good?"

Li Weifeng frowned slightly and saw Li Yin opening a bottle of Coke and drinking it.

"Although you claim to be unable to escape, it's not good to drink this money."

At this time, the two of them sat together in front of the TV at home, watching the game between Leverkusen and Munich 1860.

Although Zheng Zhi has left, Li Weifeng strictly demanded himself and naturally did not agree with Li Yin's approach.

Li Yin crossed his legs and smiled.

"This is not really Coke."

"?" Li Weifeng was a little surprised. The bottle in his hand clearly stated Coca-Cola, the packaging was so clear, and it was fake?

"It's just a coke bottle, with just tea inside. I want to drink coke, but I can't drink it, so I can only come up with this method." Li Yin shrugged.

"Ha, this is OK? Then I'll try it next time. Actually, I want to drink beer the most." Li Weifeng smiled, "It seems that this method is good."

"Okay, but I don't feel drunk?" Li Yin also laughed, "Do you know who is the most awesome drinking in China now?"

"It's a high wind." Li Weifeng did not hesitate to think.

“It’s changed,”

"It's been replaced, it's Zhang Yuming."

"I heard from Zhao Junzhe that he broke Gao Feng's record, and now he has exclusively taken the record of drinking beer."

"Why don't care about yourself?" Li Weifeng was very surprised. It shouldn't be true. Is Zhang Yuming not pressured? There are so many good strikers in China, and Zhang Yuming also said that if he continues to play like this, can the national team have his place?

“in the country, that’s how the environment is.”

"I heard that he often takes Qu Leheng to play. Xiaoqu is actually good, but if he plays like this, it will be hard to say later."

"Qu Leheng is really good. The league has been very strong recently. What is Zhang Yuming thinking? He has been on the bench and has to take others out to play?" Li Weifeng was even more confused. He was pressed on the bench by his opponent and took his opponent out to play instead. He didn't defeat his opponent on the training ground, do he want to defeat his opponent with his private life?

Suddenly he despised Zhang Yuming a little.

"I called Qu Leheng and told him about this. He said that sometimes it is difficult to refuse, and sometimes it is a matter of love, but I think it is better to refuse or refuse. Qu Leheng thought too much." Li Yin shook his head.

"Okay, the game is about to begin."

Li Yin interrupted the conversation and pulled his gaze back to the TV screen.

Shao Jiayi, wearing blue and white No. 8, and Zheng Zhi, wearing red and black No. 10, walked out of the stadium shoulder to shoulder, and were immediately cheered by 4,000 Chinese fans in the new court.

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Shao Jiayi!"

"Shao Jiayi!"

The voices fluctuate with each other, and even the fans of Leverkusen were wondering whether they were home fans? Why are the Chinese always making noises? But they are all friendly forces...

Leverkusen's starting lineup is: Matissek, Kovac, Hap, Lamelo, Grasco, Zheng Zhi, Barack, Ponte, Ze Roberto, Burdarich, Kirsten.

Waller rotated Lucio, Novotney, Emerson and Neuville.

Munich 1860 is ranked in all the main players, Hoffman, Paslak, Stranzel, Kurtz, Zerich, Hasler, Thes, Cheney, Shao Jiayi, Max, and Winkqin.

"Coach Zhang, I don't quite understand why the 1860 coach put Shao Jiayi in the middle? Isn't it over to leave Hasler in the middle?"

When Huang Jianxiang saw the names of Hasler and Shao Jiayi, he expressed his discomfort.

Since Hasler, 33, is definitely the core of the team, it is not Shao Jiayi's turn.

"I can't understand. Hasler and Shao Jiayi don't have the ability to defend. They appear in the middle at the same time. Who is responsible for the defense? The defense is too weak, right? Maybe I want Shao Jiayi to help Hasler in the middle, but it's okay to play against a weak team. I think it's appropriate for Jiayi to play against a strong team, or to return to the left?"

"I don't think they can get points here today." Zhang Lu despised the 1860 Munich army formation.

If you don’t have any defense, what hope is there to beat Leverkusen?

"But Max is the league's top scorer now. Maybe they want to score a goal with Leverkusen?"

After the competition began, they suddenly realized.

"Oh, it turns out that they are playing 4222. Tess and Cheney are in the back, Hasler and Shao Jiayi are in the front, and the two are in the center and flexibly running around, which is OK."

"But what's the use of this?"

"Leverkusen's midfield is too strong. I think it's the midfield that will solve the problem in the end, which is unavoidable."

"Oh, here we come, Shao Jiayi gets the ball and faces Zheng Zhi!"

"Oh, it's spread. I thought he was going to pass Zheng Zhi..."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Huang Jianxiang's face. He wanted to see Zheng Zhi and Shao Jiayi fight one-on-one, but Shao Jiayi passed the ball to Hasler as soon as he stopped the ball.

This is not what everyone wants to see.

The ball was at Hasler's feet, and Hasler passed Max with a pick-through, but was intercepted by the experienced Lamelo.

The ball fell at Zheng Zhi's feet, and Shao Jia arrived with a slam, but Zheng Zhi had already pulled the ball and accelerated.

With a whoosh, he dribbled the ball up from the middle. Although Shao Jiayi was tall and long, his legs were still not as good as Zheng Zhikuai.

"It's still Zheng Zhi's confidence!"

"How easy is it to ride the ball? Shao Jiayi needs to come on!"

Da, Zheng Zhi transferred the ball to Ze Roberto with big feet, and soon formed a breakthrough on the left, and then sent the ball to Burdalic's head, who tilted the ball to the top.

Leverkusen completed a shot in the first attack.

Munich attacked again at 1860, Hasler returned to the backcourt to get the ball, but found that the Leverkusen player was pressing up. Barack pressed him tightly, and he could only pass the ball horizontally to Cheney.

But Zheng Zhi rushed up and broke!

"Zheng Zhi is very excited today!"

"The position was so pressed up, he pushed the ball straight to Kirsten."

"One-stop!"

Kirsten raised his hand and shot the goal with his right foot!

However, goalkeeper Hoffman's judgment was quite accurate. The moment Kirsten shot, he decisively rushed to the left and the ball was thrown into his arms.

"pity!"

"The goalkeeper is good, and the save is quite decisive."

"The second shot."

"Hasler performed well in Dortmund last year. I don't know why he came to Munich 1860? His mistake just now almost caused the goal to be lost. But now he has got the ball again."

"As soon as Shao Jia responded, Zheng Zhi is here again!"

With close forces, Shao Jia protected his ball under his feet and immediately knocked the ball back to Hasler, but still did not choose to compete with Zheng Zhi.

Hasler transferred the ball to the right, and Thes came up and made a cross immediately, but the ball was pushed out by Hap, and top scorer Max failed to touch the ball again.

Shao Jiayi and Zheng Zhi rushed towards the ball at the same time. Shao Jiayi seemed to be faster, but Zheng Zhi alertly moved half a step to the right, and stuck Shao Jiayi on the outside without letting him rush over.

"pretty."

"Zheng Zhi's body is so beautifully stuck."

"This is the difference between world-class and Asian-class. Zheng Zhi seems to be much more experienced. But the question is, who is the older of them? It seems to be Shao Jiayi?"

"It's a complete defeat,"

"We just said that we shouldn't compare these two people. Shao Jiayi should have a learning attitude."

This time Zheng Zhi handed the ball to Barack in front, and Shao Jiayi looked shocked. He never expected Zheng Zhi to be so absent just now.

well,

Is this the difference?

He shook his head and continued to run back, trying to help the team defend, but Leverkusen's offense was very fast. Barack divided the ball into the right, Ponte made a low cross, Kirsten grabbed the point in the middle, and Kurt squeezed his body, but he still completed the strafing!

Hoffman threw the ball into his arms again.

Although there was no goal, Leverkusen obviously played more well, and the goals had almost appeared three times.

"Actually, the opponents ahead of Munich 1860 are not very strong. Bayern, Dortmund, Kaiserslautern and Bremen have not played yet, so they are so high in the standings. Now that the schedule for death is not so simple."

Hasler got the ball again, but this time he found that he could only pass back. Leverkusen's formation further moved forward, suppressing them within halftime.

The ball was divided into the side, and in the end it could only pass the ball forward with a big foot, and the ball was lost again. Leverkusen's left side dribbled the ball and ran up. He glanced at Zheng Zhi in the middle, but chose to transfer the ball to Ponte's feet on the right side!

Beautiful! Zheng Zhi gave Grasco a thumbs up. In the past, Grasco used to hand over the ball to him or Ze Roberto. Zheng Zhi often told him during training that his vision should be faster and broader, and not just think about his teammates around him, so that he can see further.

Now, that's what he did.

Surprisingly, Munich's 1860's right side was empty. After removing the ball, Ponte immediately dribbled the ball and cut in, quickly hitting the opponent's right side line on the penalty area.

3vs3!
To be continued...